"Where's George?"
" He left last night, around 6:30 pm. Is he not in the wooden house?" She was worryingly asking.
" No. I thought he's here. What happened? Did you two fight?"
"Ah, okay. Don't answer me. If you want to gather peace of mind around, I'll just go."
" Baldur." She sounded lonesomely.
" Hmm, okay. I'll listen." The older brother offered his listening ears while aiding her toward the granite couch.
" I'm sensitive on relations.h.i.+p and partners.h.i.+p issues because...maybe of Ina's traumatic experience I had witnessed over her man. I saw her cried then when he comes - she often smiles and the happiest. When he leaves, she kept on crying and then he comes back and she's the happiest again and he leaves and she's once again the loneliest. When Lolo Sibal comforts him she throw his hand and summoned him away. It was a terrible life seeing how loving and separation goes together. Those times, I haven't seen who that man she was with; if her man comes Lolo Sibal keeps me out to play with my chicks and other pets at the orchard. So I eventually didn't see Ina Lolita's partner, its only after reading the journal that I knew its George's father - its uncle Chuck. I grew up...seeing how Ina suffered. Those memories made me learned a little on how to preserve my decisions and crosscheck, in a way that...I wouldn't regret. In fact, getting married is already a primary proof for this serious engagement since its wartime, but still, I am also doing things on its natural setup. Its a way to put all things better, I guess. But I'm afraid Baldur." She explained.
He paused for a while and sighed.
Just keep doing if what makes you happy. Anyway, he'll the exact man who can wait. But supposed he's hiding or keeping himself away, just respect his decision too. You know, he's not just a man but your husband. So he finds comfortable that being an absentee sometimes could help preserve your decisions. But all these things wouldn't be forever. Just keep your guards on if you're not yet ready and still setting things on its way." Then Baldur smiled and tapped her shoulder.
" I missed him already." She noisily whispered it.
" Hmm...I can make him come if you want." Baldur suggested.
" Would that be possible." She raised her voice and smiled at him.
" Haha...why not?" He was just sitting down the whole night outside that granite door." Then Baldur pointed his finger to the door going down the tunnel. Then Magee covered her mouth and laughed controllably.
" You lied." She smilingly whispered at him.
" I lied sometimes in order to find out if who's telling the truth. I need to protect my sister and if that lieutenant hurt her. I'll gonna punch and throw him, if possible." He kiddingly smirked.
"But anyway, he said he just sat down there this morning and planning some things for the attack. So when you said early on that he left here last night and I ironically found him sitting right there, embracing his cold handgun, most probably, he had so many plans designed the whole night for the attack, hmm, what an interesting plan that caused him those green eyebugs." Baldur inquisitively looked at her.
" Hmm, just prepare the table and I'll get out now. I'll call him to get inside and you share the breakfast together. Be sure to prepare a coffee for him, I'm sure he's chilling right now. An entire night of thinking might dehydrate him. Alright, anything else? I better go now." He smiled.
" Thank you Baldur."
After a minute George entered silently inside without looking at her and sat in front of the kitchen table, watching the daisy flowers in a vase at the center table.